Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 288 Taking Her Place On Stage

At this point, the young woman cried even more bitterly and blurted out through her tears, "She stomped on my hand over the shards of glass, so I—"

"No more excuses," Vicky snapped back. "Everyone here tonight is a member of high-society or wealthy. You miss your cue, and you can kiss this industry goodbye." She protested., "But I-"

"String section, you're up now. Get ready," Vicky directed without further notice and strutted out in her stilettos.

Sadie quickly stepped aside as Vicky, dressed in a sleek black pantsuit, headed into the makeup room across the hall, clapping her hands and calling out, "Violinists, get set. You're on in three minutes!" Sadie turned to see a young young woman with delicate features emerge from behind a folding screen, weeping profusely-her hands were trembling and soaked in blood, a harrowing sight.

The young woman sat alone on a chair, awkwardly fumbling with an emergency kit in an attempt to tend to her wounds.

But her hands were injured, her actions clumsy. She fumbled with the container for what seemed an eternity, unable to get it open.

Sadie rushed over to help. "Let me do that for you."

young woman looked up at Sadie, startled at first, but then

the young woman's wounds, and carefully used tweezers to remove the fragments of glass embedded in

bit her lip hard, trying not

urgently, wincing in empathy. "You have to go to the hospital now,

never play again." The young woman wept. "Please, just bandage them up to stop the bleeding. I'll wear white gloves on

How can you play like this?" Sadie's heart ached, her anger stoked by

she pushed me so hard, and when I

young woman shook with

and begged her, but she wouldn't stop and kept pressing

away her tears. "Here's what we'll do.

woman was taken aback. "You can play

you," Sadie reassured her. "Don't worry. I've won some international awards and